They do not love that do not show their love. Come hither, sweet maids, there's a bridge below. Alas! They had been friends in youth, but whispering tongues can poison truth.
Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. Banish that fear; my flame can never waste. Is there no bright reversion in the sky for those who greatly think or bravely die?
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